every fence must be removed except those which are most offensive, such as separate woods and lawns. Iu the principal View to the South, this modern taste may be in

an object of great importance, yet I have frequently seen large honses placed where no water can be had, but by aqueducts or distant land carriage; and as it is not only for the constant use of the family, that wa-dulged to the greatest excess by "Lawnter is essential, but as a security in case of fire, some great Reservoir or Tank ought always to be provided near the House.

2dly, Sufficient space, to contain all the numerous appendages of comfort and convenience, as Offices and Office Courts, Stables, and Yards for Wood, Coals, Linen, &c. &c. &c.

ing a hundred good acres of wheat," but I' should not advise the extending the verdant surface too far, as I consider the mixture of Corn-lands with Woods at a distance more chearful than grass, because at certain seasons, at seed time and at harvest, it may be enlivened by men as well as beasts. I hope I may be here al lowed to indulge my favourite propensity for humanizing as well as animating beau

Sdly, Relative Objects, or such as though pot immediately belonging, must be considered as relating to the place, and there-tiful Scenery. fore must be properly connected with it, viz. the Post Towns, the Church and Village, and the Sea; to all which there must be roads, and these may be made highly ornamental, useful, and convenient, or the contrary.

4thly, View from the House. Although with mauy, the Views from a House form the first consideration, yet I am not so infatuated with Landscape as to prefer it to any of the objects already enumerated. Perhaps a natural habit of cheerfulness operates too powerfully on my mind; but I have ever considered the View of trees and laws only, as creating a certain degree of gloom; which I am convinced is oftener felt than acknowledged by the posBessors of places admired for their solitary grandeur. We are apt to lament the desertion of such family mansions for the residence of London in Winter, and watering places in summer; but we should consider the difference betwixt the country gentleman's Seat, when only separated from his neighbours and dependants by Court Yards or Garden Walls, and the modern fashion of placing the House in the middle of the Park, at a distance from all mankind,

THE VILLAGE.

Notwithstanding the modern fashion of placing a House in the Centre of a Park, at a distance from the haunts of men, or even the habitationof its own dependants and labourers, yet there are numerous objects belonging to a Village with which the Mansion must be connected, such as the Church, the Ina, the Shop, the Carpenter, Blacksmith, and other Tradesmen, to which may here be added the Farming premises, and the Steward's house.

The vicinity of a Village is very differently marked in different parks. In some, I see lame and blind beggars moving sorrowfully towards the Hall-house, where I know, and they fear, no relief will be given in others, I see women and children with cheerful faces bearing jugs and milk and provisions at stated periods, and I know, before I enter the house, which are the bappiest families. In some places I hear complaints that the neighbours are all idle thieves and poachers: in others all the inhabitants of the neighbouring Villages would rise at night to serve their liberal Patron; and I have been often led to consider the source of this difference. Formerly the poor labourers on an Estate "Where only grass and foliage we obtain looked for assistance in age or sickness to the hand that paid for their work when To mark the Bat insipid waving plain, they could work; now they are turned "Which wrapt all o'er in everlasting green over to the Parish Officer, and prisons are Make one dull vapid, smooth though tran-erected under the name of Workhouses for

quil scene."

KNIGHT'S Landscape.

To this might be added, that,

"Now not one moving object must appear "Except the owner's Bullocks, Sheep, or Deer,

those who are past all work. A common Farmer, who works as hard as his labourers, with them, is considered as one of themselves; but wheu a very opulent Gentleman Farmer told me that by rising at four o'clock every day, and watching his men all day, he could get more work done, I thought he paid dearly for it; and whe "As if his Landscape were all made to eat, ther the poor slave is urged on by the lash "And yet he shudders at a Crop of Wheat" of the Negro-driver or the dread of con finement in a Workhouse, he must fre For in the Present taste for Park Scenery that man is not equal, though he may be a Coru-field is not adurissible, because | taught to read that he is so,

Instead of forbidding all access to the poor, in some places, I have observed it is customary one day in the mouth, or oftener If necessary, particularly after any storm of wind, to admit into the woods, but under the eye of the keeper, all persons belonging to the Parish, to pick up dead wood for firing; and in these places no wood is stolen, and no trees are lopped and disfigured. With respect to the Game, which is every where, and particularly in Norfolk, the perpetual source of suspicion and temptation, I foresee that at Sherringham it will be one source of conferring happiness: for, there is a great difference betwixt shooting and coursing; one is a selfish, the other a social enjoyment. The' villagers will occasionally partake in the sport like those where the games of cricket or prison-bars are celebrated; thus promoting a mutual endearment betwixt the Landlord, the Tenant, and the Labourer, which is kept up with little expense, securing the reciprocity of assistance of each to the other, by a happy medium betwixt licentious equality and oppressive tyranny. Many other hints well entitled to attention, may be gleaned from Mr. R.'s remarks. The work is got up with "great care ond attention, and at almost unlimited cost.

the Third. By Lord Byron. 8vo. 5s. Murray, London. 1816.

IF Content be the sun-shine which gilds all around us, and irradiates with the glow of beauty, every object on which it falls, elegant or rustic, rude, or exquisite, then Discontent is the storm, which raging in its fury, deforms the fair face of nature, and equally destroys the stately and the humble. The storm exhausts itself by its own vehemence, and in the mind of the noble author, if we mistake not, there is less -pf violence than heretofore. Perhaps, a simile more aptly expressing its pre*sent state, were one of those dark, 'gloomy, chilling, every way uncomfortable fogs, which are but too well known in the City of London, towards the close of the year. In the soft melan-choly of some minds, there is a charm which interests, while it leaves talent free to admiration in the cheerless broodings of others there is a kind of *repulsion, which it costs more to over

deck

When mariners would madly meet their doom
With draughts intemperate on the sinking
[check.
Did yet inspire, a cheer which he forbore to
Stop ;-for thy tread is on an Empire's dust!
An Earthquake's spoil is sepulchred below!
Is the spot mark'd with no colossal bust?
Nor column trophied for triumphal show?
None; but the moral's truth tells simpler so,
As the ground was before, thus let it be ;-
How that red rain hath made the harvest grow!
And is this all the world has gained by thee,
Thou first and last of fields! king-making Vice

tory?

Fit retribution! Gaul may champ the bit
And foam in fetters: but is Earth more free?
Did nations combat to make One submit ;
Or league to teach all kings true sovereignty?
What! shall reviving thraldom again be
The patched-up idol of enlightened days?
Shall we, who struck the Lion down, shall we
Pay the Wolf homage? proffering lowly gaze
And servile knees to thrones? No; prove before
ye praise.

If not, o'er one fallen despot boast no more!
In vain fair cheeks were furrowed with hot tears
For Europe's flowers long rootedậup before
The trampler of her vineyards; in vain years
Of death, depopulation, bondage, fears,
Have all been borne, and broken by the accord
Of roused-up millions: all that most endears
Glory, is when the myrtle wreathes a sword
Buch as Harmodius drew on Athens' tyrant lord

There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty, and her chivalry, and bright

The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave

men;

A thousand hearts beat happily; and when
Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,
And all went merry as a marriage-bell!
But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a
rising knell!

Did ye not hear it?—No; 'twas but the wind,
Or the car rattling o'er the stony street;
-On with the dance! let joy be unconfined;
No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure

meet

His Lordship bestows no honours on the Battle, or the Heroes who fell in it. Their praise is hymn'd by loftier harps than mine,

but he singles out an individuel to whose sire he had done some wrong, and makes the amende honorable-all now in his power-beneath the trees where the hero fell. In the note referring to this passage, there is surely a gross misprint, or a striking proof of that perverse aberration of mind, which is too much in character with the unfortunate Childe.

To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet-I
But, hark that heavy sound breaks in once

more,

As if the clouds its echo would repeat;
And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before!

My guide from Mont St. Jean over the field seemed intelligent and accurate. The place where Major Howard fell was uot far from two tall and solitary trees (there was a third cut down, or shivered in the

Arm! Arm! it is-it is the cannon's opening battle) which stand a few yards from each

roar !

"Within a windowed niche of that high hall
Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear
That sound the first amidst the festival,
And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear;
And when they smiled because he deem'd it

near,

His heart more truly knew that peal too well
Which stretched his father on a bloody bier,
And roused the vengeance blood alone could
quell;
[fell.

He rush'd into the field, and foremost fighting
Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro,
And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress,
And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago
Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness;
And there were sudden partings, such as press
The life from out young hearts, and choking
sighs
[guess
Which ne'er might be repeated; who could
If ever more should meet those mutual eyes,
Since upon nights so sweet such awful morn
could rise?

other at a pathway's side.-Beneath these he died and was buried. The body has since been removed to England. A small hollow for the present marks where it lay, but will probably soon be effaced; the plough has been upon it, and the grain is.

After pointing out the different spots where Picton and other gallant men had perished, the guide said, "here Major Howard lay; I was near him when wounded." I told him my relationship, and he seemed then still more anxious to point out the particular spot and circumstances. The place is one of the most marked in the field from the peculiarity of the two trees above mentioned.

I went on horseback twice over the field, comparing it with my recollection of similar scenes. As a plain, Waterloo seems marked out for the scene of some great action, though this may be mere imagination: I have viewed with attention those of Platea, Troy, Mantinea, Leuctra, Charonca. and Marathon; and the field around Mont St. Jear and Hou

And there was mounting in hot haste; the goumont appears to want little but a bet

steed

The mustering squadron, and the clattering car,
Went pouring forward with impetuous speed,
And swiftly forming in the ranks of war;
And the deep thunder peal on peal afar;
And near, the beat of the alarming drum
Roused up the soldier ere the morning star;
While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb,
Or whispering, with white lips-"The foe!
They come they come,!"

ter cause, and that undefinable but impressive halo which the lapse of ages throws around a celebrated spot, to vie in interest with any or all of these, except perhaps the last mentioned.

• A better cause!" what! were not the liberties of Europe, partly recovered by the hand of heaven in Russia, by persevering valour at Leipsic, and vindicated at great cost in the field around Mont St. Jean and Hougoumont, a

"cause" that defies comparison ! Platea and Mantinea, and Leuctra, and Cheronea, and Marathon, saved but a small number of citizens from slavery. the battle of Waterloo saved countless millions for nobody can suppose that if the tyrant had prevailed, he would not again have "he strode the world like a Colossus." It was not to reign in France, that Napoleon fought the battle in which he failed.

The character of Buonaparte is well estimated, and the following comparison evidently originates with an observer of nature.

Verses to the memory of the late Richard Reynolds of Bristol. By James Montgomery, Author of the Wanderer of Switzerland, &c. 8vo. price 2s. Longman & Co. Loudon, 1816.

THE Author apologizes for his verses by calling them "a sincere tribute of his affections as well as of his mind, to the Christian virtues of the deceased." Wedding Odes and funereal tributes are scarcely fair subjects of criticism:-if the first please the Bride and Bridegroom, and the latter, the friends and survivors of the deceased, all is well.

He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find
The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and The Poem is divided into three parts—

snow;

He who surpasses or subdues mankind,
Must look down on the hate of those below.
Though high above the sun of glory glow,
And far beneath the earth and ocean spread,
Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow
Contending tempests on his naked head,
And thus reward the toils which to those sum-
mits led.

The joy inspiring banks of the Rhine diffuse a "tranquil sterness," over the brow of the noble Lord, and amidst such laughing scenes,

Joy was not always absent from his face,

the death of the righteous-the memo-
ry of the just-a good mans' monument.
Each of these is in a different stanza.
The shorter verses do not bespeak the
elegiac strain. After alluding to the ho-
nours paid to Military Heroes, says our
Author,

Reynolds expires, a nobler chief than these;
No blood of widows stains his obsequies;
But widow's tears, in sad bereavement fall,

And foundling voices on their father call:
No slaves, no hecatombs, his relics crave,
To gorge the worm, and crowd his quiet grave;

But sweet repose his slumbering ashes find,
As if in Salem's sepulchre enshrined ;
And watching angels waited for the day,
When Christ should bid them roll the stone

away.

Here then, he should have fixed his residence; he should have cherished sensations opposite to those which corroded his mind; and who knows to Not in the fiery hurricane of strife, what extent happy consequences might Midst slaughter'd legions, he resign'd his life; have ensued ? He continues, however, But peaceful as the twilight's parting ray, his journey to the Leman Lake; and His spirit vanish'd from its house of clay, fame reports that these shores being And left on kindred souls such power imprest, accessible to his countrymen, as well to They seem'd with him to enter into rest. himself, he has retired to the inaccessi-Hence no vain pomp, his glory to prolong, bilities of the Alps, whence we anticipate another canto of his Pilgrimage. No airy immortality of song ; For after having, with wonderful spirit, brought us acquainted with the rude but trusty Albanian, after having seen human nature in that rough state, he will not fail to notice with poetic eyes the different kind of roughness exhibited by human pature among the Alps. Equally rude, but radeness of another class;-the subject is fair for the uoble Baron's Muse; and her talent at observation can hardly fail of ample employment and reward.

No sculptured imagery of bronze or stone,
To make his lineaments for ever known,
Reynolds requires:—his labour, merits, name,
Demand a monument of surer fume;
Not to record and praise his virtues past, [last;
But shew them living, while the world shall
Not to bewail one Reynolds snatcht from earth,
But give, in every age, a Reynolds birth;
In every age a Reynolds; børn to stand
A prince among the worthies of the land,
By Nature's title, written in his face:
More than a Prince-a sinner saved by grace,

Prompt at his meck and lowly Master's call "The Right Worshipful the MAYOR in the To prove himself the minister of all.

- BRISTOL! to thee the eye of Albion turns ; At thought of thee thy country's spirit burns; For in thy walls, as on her dearest ground, Are British minds and British manners found:

[pour

Chair':

"It was unanimously resolved,

That in consequence of the severe loss which Society has sustained by the death of the venerable RICHARD REYNOLDS, änd in order to perpetuate, as far as may be, the great and important benefits he has coùferred upon the City of Bristol and its vici

And midst the wealth, which Avon's watersity, and to excite others to imitate the ex

From every clime, ou thy commercial shore,
Thou hast a native mine of worth untold;
Thine heart is not encased in rigid gold,
Wither'd to mummy, steel'd against distress;
No-free as Severn's waves, that spring to bless
Their parent hills, but as they roll expand
In argent beauty through a lovelier land,
And widening, brightening to the western sun,
In floods of glory thro' thy channel run ;
Theuce, mingling with the boundless tide are
hurl'd

In Ocean's chariot round the utmost world;
Thus flow thy heart-streams, Warm and un-
confined,

At home, abroad, to woe of every kind.
Worthy wert thou of Reynolds ;—wortby he
To rank the first of Britons, even in thee.
Reynolds is dead; thy lap receives his dust
Until the resurrection of the just:
Reynolds is dead; but while thy rivers roll,
Immortal in thine bosom live his soul!

'Now, we are not sure that "

ample of the departed Philanthropist, an Association be formed under the desiguation of

"That the Members of the Society do consist of Life Subscribers of ten Guineas or upwards, and Annual Subscribers of one Guinea or upwards'; and that the object of this Society be to grant relief to persons in necessituous circumstances, and also occasional assistance to other benevolent Institutions in or near the City, to enable them to continue or increase their usefulness, and that especial regard be had to the Samarttan Society, of which RICHARD REYNOLDS was the Founder.”

At the Public Meeting, mentioned in the foregoing advertisement, many eloquent Panegyrics were pronounced on the Character of RICHARD REYNOLDS.

The following pleasing circumstance is from the authority of Dr. Stock." A Lady sculp-applied to him on behalf of an Orphan. After he had given liberally, she said,

tured imagery" could be better e remployed than in perpetuating a resemblance of Mr. Reynolds: for we remember to have looked on a portrait of Colston with with great respect-a name not mentioned on this occasion-and even Chatterton's Rowley would please us, were bis charities in statu quo, and his resemblance certainly genuine.

RICHARD REYNOLDS was one of the Society of Friends, but, as far as human judgment can extend, he was one of those who also are Christians, not in word only but in deed. To his Memory the Inhabitants of Bristol have already instituted, and may their Posterity perpetuate it, the noblest Monument, perhaps, that Mau ever raised in honour of his Fellow Man. This will he sufficiently explained by the following advertisement.

When he is old enough, I will teach him to name and thank his Benefactor.'Stop, (said the Good Man,) thou art mistaken-we do not thank the clouds for the rain. Teach him to look higher, and thank HIM who giveth both the clouds and the rain."

It is supposed, that he gave in benevolences of various kinds, upwards of Two Hundred Thousand Pounds.

and the philanthropist rejoices, let the And now, while the Christian triumphs, patriot take his share of the joy. We are not aware, that in any nation under heaven, there is so noble a monument erected to any man. Princes have left valuable charities, but this is volantary, and we hope will flourish-will establish and perpetuate itself, and will be doing “At a GENERAL MEETING of the Inha- good for ages by emulation of a recollectbitants of BRISTOL, held in the Guildhalled character, not the founder of the inof that City, on Wednesday, the 2d Octo-stitution, but the occasion of its being ber instant,

founded.